Millia the nymph

Aphrodite clapped her hands excitedly. “Fantastic! We’ll have so much fun together, you and I! So so so much fun! We’ll have people squirming, moaning, giggling, crying, sweating, spitting, slapping, sucking, wailing, panting, and… oh so many lovely lovely things!” She jumped from the throne, making the chiton flutter over pale, smooth thighs as she skippered to him on light feet, capturing him in a firm hug. The scent of roses almost made him lose his mind, and the firm, round breasts pressing against his chest turned the crotch of his jeans into a tent. The excited goddess couldn’t have missed his sudden, unforgiving erection, but it didn’t seem to face her as she squeezed him tightly against her warm, soft body.

“This makes me so happy, my sweet Jack! I can’t wait to get started! But, before I forget…” Her arms fell off his neck, even though she kept one of them locked around his elbow while turning around, facing the open area in front of them. “Millia, would you please come!”

A cloud of pink mist burst forward from nowhere and when the air cleared, a girl stood in front of them, looking annoyed.

“What, mother?”

The girl looked like a slightly more petite, younger version of Aphrodite. Like her mother, she was blonde like the sun, dressed in a snow white chiton, golden belt around her slim waist, and feet bare with pink-painted toes. She was just as stunningly beautiful as her mother, although lacking the intense aura of sensuality and erotic grace. In fact, she looked pretty grumpy at the moment.

“Milli, please be nice and greet my new Champion,” Aphrodite said in a scolding tone.

The girl looked at Jack with unhidden disbelief. “Him? But he’s all…” She gestured toward all of him.

“He’s a fixer upper,” Aphrodite said happily. “And you’ll be helping him to fix up!”

“What? No.”

“Yes, yes. You’ll be his Guardian, watching over him as he conquers the world for mommy.”

The girl stood frozen for a second. Then she moved, feet a blur, toward the open valved door at the end of the room. She only made it a few feet before something went poof and suddenly, she was laying on the floor in front of them, breathing heavily. At the same time, Jack had felt something slip around his neck and when he looked down, he saw a thin thread with a silver pendant hanging from it. In the middle of the pendant, a small, round ball of amber could be found.

“She’s a bit of work, my sweet daughter, but it’s time for her to get out of the house,” Aphrodite said apologetically. “She’s been hiding from her duties for 500 years now, but I’m quite tired of this rebellious phase of hers. Refusing to listen, acting up, staying stagnant in powers and progression as she won’t even let a man touch her.” The goddess scoffed, as if personally offended. "It's time she grew up. And you’ll be the one to make it happen.”

Jack was a bit befuddled, watching the girl slowly crawl to her feet, eyes shooting bolts of lightning at them both. He touched the pendant by his chest. “How am I supposed to do that, exactly, my Goddess?”

“My sweet daughter Millia is what you would call a nymph. Among other things, that means she is bound to a specific place, unable to leave without great consequences. But with that splendid little piece of jewelry around your neck, she’s now bound to you. She won’t be able to travel further from you than a few hundred feet - at your current power level, I should add - and you will have a certain hold over her.”

“What kind of hold, my Goddess?”

“In the beginning, nothing too fancy. You’ll be able to command her to stay in one place, and lock two of her limbs or other parts of her body to any material surface, much like a magical superglue. However, as you gain power and make progress in your efforts in taming her, you’ll gain more abilities, both when it comes to your hold of my dear daughter, as well as for your general mission.”

The nymph had kept quiet, content with shooting beams of furious anger toward them as they spoke, but when Aphrodite mentioned him taking her, she scoffed with depreciation. “You think he will Claim me? When dozens have failed for 500 years? Mother, this is ridiculous.”

“As a matter of fact, I do think so. And I’ll truly enjoy watching it.”

Millia looked at him with obvious disbelief, then pouted with her pretty, red lips and crossed her arms. “If it is your wish to send your youngest daughter away with a stinking, fat, old man, then please go ahead. But just know that it won’t help, I’m not gonna submit to him no matter what.”

“Of course you won't, sweetie,” Aphrodite said, already turning toward Jack again, hands around his arm. “Just one more thing. Come here, my Champion.”

Jack lost track of everything as her clear, radiant eyes closed in on him, her body once more touching his chest, her leg wrapping itself around his. “Open your mouth and inhale, Jack Temple, Champion of Aphrodite.”

Her mouth inched closer, and he took a deep breath, feeling his cock throb against her belly. She giggled and exhaled. He felt her breath travel through his body, felt it change, felt her marking him as her’s.

And then everything went white and pink.